The go-to friend in times of despair. The absent friend in times of cheer.

You feel cheated. But you love them, so you keep lingering. And the pattern just keeps repeating itself. Every time there’s a problem, you’re the shoulder to lend support. But the moment things go smooth, you’re not a part of their life anymore.

Sigh.

Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy, you must have somebody to divide it with.